You don't say much of anythingWhen questioned of your whereaboutsAnd I just can't see through the evidenceIt's evidentIt's right in front of me in black and white and redAnd I don't believe in much of anythingI'm glad I have people I call friendsIf it was up to me I'd never have to miss youIt's for the better in the bitter end I guess you'd know the bestYou have every right to beThis appalled with meJoin the clubI signed up a long time ago and I know how you feelAnd when you decked meYou left me knocked out on the floorI came to bloodied up, but you weren't aroundI picked my teeth off the ground like they'd been there before